I wanted to see what used to be the twin towers. They have called it ground zero and that's probably a good description for what is, basically, an absence of New York architecture. It's a building site. It's a hole in the ground. It's a hole in the sky. Perhaps it seemed strangely calm, or perhaps I was more focussed on the calm than the busy city around me. I honestly don't know why I went there, or exactly what feelings were evoked in me as I peered through the fence at the absence of one of New York's famous structures. I had to go, though. So I did. Then I went back up town.
I met my brother for lunch - he just happened to be in the city too (sometimes it's a smaller world than you think). And then we went to Radio Shack - it was a semi religious experience.
From leaving my brother, I was a part of The Wedding Party. It was a good wedding and a good party. It would be inappropriate for me to describe it here in detail. I will reiterate my heartfelt congratulations to the happy couple, of course.